"Viens, mon beau chat, sur mon coeur amoureux," reads the first line of cat-adoring Charles Baudelaire's poem Le Chat (The Cat). So how many ways may these French words be translated? Here's three:
Come, superb cat, to my amorous heart
Come, my fine cat, against my loving heart
My beautiful cat, come onto my heart full of love
Isn't that fascinating? And in any guise, it's a most intimate and experimental piece on all the beauties offered by a cat. I am thrilled to have found this page at fleursdumal.org, where you may read all three translations as well as the original. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did.
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2 comments:
tres bien!
I am glad you enjoyed it! Isn't it marvelous how words can be sculpted.
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